Most times, when I see a garda alone on patrol, or even sometimes when there’s 2 of them, I get a near uncontrollable urge to tackle the piglet from behind and jump up an down on his head with both feet till there’s no head left at all. It’s weird tho cos I don’t feel angry at the time, just really excited.
Whenever I spend time with my mother, I feel this unquenchable urge to cut myself and throw myself off a very tall building.
Nothing And Nothing
For a week straight I had the urge to put myself in cold places. I took off my shirt and held my arms and torso under the freezing cold sink water. I open my window and try to make my room as cold as possible.